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Doctor:
"What am I supposed to do... lead a revolt with the gang
from Sandrine's. Conjure up the holograms of Nathan Hale
and Che Guevara? I'm a doctor, not a
counter-insurgent..." |
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Chakotay:
"Trapped on a barren planet and you're stuck with the
only Indian in the universe who can't start a fire by
rubbing two sticks together." |
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Paris:
"I should be able to come up with a plan in one hour." |
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Doctor:
"One hologram and one sociopath may not be much of a
match for the Kazon, but we'll have to do." |
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Neelix:
"I think the other two seem to be trying to figure out
what to make of us. In a manner of speaking, not in the
culinary sense I hope." |
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Paris:
"Doc, I hope you're receiving this, cause if you're not,
I'm a dead duck." |
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Tuvok:
"You may find nobility in the savage, Commander, but he
is only interested in killing you." |
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Seska:
"I won't play these games with a trick of light."
Doctor:
"Sticks and stones won't break my bones,
so you can imagine how I feel about being called names."
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Doctor:
"You would have been proud of him, Mr. Tuvok."
Tuvok:
"I offer you a Vulcan prayer, Mr. Suder:
May your death bring you the peace you never found in
life." |
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Janeway:
"Take us away from our new home and set a course for the
old one." |
